Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Hater (Remix)

Somebody the doctor man, remix
It's like haters out there
Got a man that need to be cured
Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi

Hey, hey, hey hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hello, hater
(Remix, on, man, yeah)

Look, don't hide, I see you,
I'm a wave hi I see you, hater
I've been to meet you, hater
Please don't leave me, I you, hater

This is for the ones that's been prayin' I'm 'gon
hatin', rather see me back in the cell
But I ain't in the jail my nigga' I'm doin'
Brooklyn we did it, I'm it all hood

hatin', I'm rollin', I'm goin' past you
Chicks ooh, I like him you see his tattoos
(Go Maino)
Look at me went from DVD's to MTV
Pants hangin' on BET
in the streets nigga you see me

Hustle hard, paper, it's alright, y'all hate us
nothin', we major, you see me, hi hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Ay Maino, tell them get ready

Ay Maino, tell them haters get
I ain't got time, too busy I'm
the Atlantics, three or fo' Hispanics
Strip dancin', no panties, askin me to take

imagine all the fun that I'm havin'
(It's scary)
On average, I'm travelin', gettin' that
Performin' in London, then I'm landin' in
(Ha, ha, ha)

If I was you, frankly I'd be
You carry no weight, hold no merit
I talk big money, you can't it
My picture won't fit on yo'

Go win two Grammys, build cribs for a few
Then you can come and holla at me
God dammit, it's sad, but I give a damn, what a sucka thank
Hustle hard, Grand Hustle, call us INC

Me and Maino, Jay'll ate it, just like brothers
all about the music 'til it escalate to other things
Sucka seen the Bankhead, BK
You can hate it, but respect or get dealt with, bitch

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi

Okay, okay, hi my name is Swizz, your is, hater
So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the Felipe
I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I fuck with y'all haters
My car, the SLR, the engine through them like a guitar

I'll leave y'all in the dust by far
I'm designin' planes lookin' at cars
(Lames)
Yeah, I try to the peace

If you keep talkin', the 'gon slide in 'em
What's up? They all the cake
But I'm a chef so I gotta show 'em how to
(Get 'em)

Nine outta ten rappers,
They get emotional when ain't got paper
When you get bigger them then they hate ya
Fuck 'em, 'cause I don't owe 'em no

rappers hot, they praise ya
When get cold, they spray ya
We than most, ask my label
My first week numbers, real
(Dayum)

Two hundred fourteen sold, playa
Take by the minute now, half be my
I got a show, so I'm a talk to later
Forty thousand a show now

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
(Hello, how doin'?)

Yo, a dollars worth the ice on
My wife beater show the
Drug money kept the on, and besides the gun smoke
The hate in the air is what the nights on

They 'gon hate, anyway bein' nice to 'em
Till you send 'em hot ones
Or you put the on 'em

Hi haters, it's me
Might see me in the D pink gators
Or I might be in the streets with three
Ten head cracks in a row sweet paper

Yeah, I'm just tryin' to get my
The LP is on the way though, my ass

Let 'em NY, like the folks who make PlayStation
Yeah, I'm back, fresh off of
I let the take a break
Now I'm a let it out the bag like the Snake

If one thing for sho', two things for certain
I'm a keep it up 'til my finger's hurtin'
No, I ain't had a brush with yet
Some of y'all up hatin' and ain't brushed your teeth yet

I come through, haters know that I am paid
I be wavin' like I'm on the of the parade
Hola, bonjour, hi
I keep it movin on hoes, me vibrator

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi